"My Wall of Hearts" EgyptEnglish.com

216 Hearts on My Wall {please staple more}

When I made it to 100 Readers I was ecstatic. As much as I enjoy blogging and like to think of myself as pretty decent at what I do . . . I never thought I would have so many eyes actually reading what I have to say about Love, Life and randomness. Eh, so much for being a Physic Loveologist...maybe next lifetime. YOU ALL ARE AWESOME!!! How’s that for a segue. I love your big ole’ beautiful eyes, your ears and most of all each of your hearts. For those of you who take the time out of your busy lives to chit chat with me here and on our other spaces or places Eeek! well, y’all are just so freakin’ LOVE. So thank you immensely for your Hearts! Like seriously, they make the best collectible, even more so than your beautiful FLAGS!

Hearts that glow like mercury

Together We are like the brightest of nights. The moon

is new.
But we are
Ancients. Effervescent; dipped in an array of colors—vibrantly decorating our celestial sphere. Our points sharp,
our dust trippy, and our glow—O! a sight to behold from some gazillion light years away.

I Love You All ♥

♥ Egypt


One Love – Bob Marley on True Love

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. Continue reading “One Love – Bob Marley on True Love”


Hand over your flag bruh and nobody gets hurt

When you live a life supplied with ammunition transmutated from the negative energies, red tape and worldwide, ass-backwards politics—you tend to seek things, comforts in your daily life. Comforts that will take your mind off your selfless duties and human-task. Comforts you can collect in some manner and surround yourself with. . . Well, I’ve personally fell in love with FLAG SNATCHING!    
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LoveTrips™ Connect & Link

↓↓↓Connect & Link! : INTRODUCE YOURSELF↓↓↓

— Event Closed —

Connect & Link with us next month!

Friday and Saturday May 6th-7th for the next New Moon and a NEW theme!

 Feel free to check out this months below


Continue reading “↓↓↓Connect & Link! : INTRODUCE YOURSELF↓↓↓”


Meet, Greet, Connect & Link! ♥

Come one, come all! and connect with  us ♥

I had to ask myself if I felt it would be weird to honor a machine…namely  Mountain Thunder or Engine 734 with all its connector systems, links and pinseh. I decided “yes” it would probably be a little weird and in some sense idolatrous, but seriously who today really cares. I figured, at least this “idol” brought me love—a lot more than I can say for living glued to a mobile phone.  *international shade thrown*  ⇒caught it!⇐ eh, I’m guilty too.

So Let’s Connect

As I’m sure we all know, the best way to find interesting people is go seeking interesting people. “Seek and you shall find: after all, I sought to find a colorful array of interesting people in my lifetime and look who I’m conversing with right now. . .see it is not that hard at all!

Okay, so let’s just say I was inspired by Queen Sister Nikki and her space The Richness of a Simple Life, along with a plethora of other bloggers and vloggers in our community to get a wee bit more social. This should be good for the introvert in me! Plus, I’m in love with you all…*insert awkward pause here*:-)).

So going forward we’ll be putting those mobiles and comuputers to some spirited use, while letting off some steam and preparing for the new with a good ole’ Meet, Greet, Connect & Link! —once a month, falling on one of the 4 main phases of the moon: New, Waxing, Full, Wanning. Each month’s Connect & Link will be broadly themed. That said, these themes will derive directly from the spiritual forces the respective Moon governs.

Next Power Phase: New Moon

Apr. 7 Th. 07:25 AM

Why New Moon First Egypt ?

New Moon represents a spiritual renewing—it is a wonderful time to declare and set your intentions to create, manifest, begin, establish, cultivate, grow and/or nurture that which you would like to bring out of dream space and into fruition, into your reality. #NewBeginnings

Let us tap into some Lunar energy

Connect & Link in a Nutshell

  • Connect
    • Read the short theme post
    • Read and Engage with as many of the lovely thoughts and creators as you can
      • Reflect, find common ground and Comment as much as you like!
  • New Moon Theme {i.e. manifest}
    • Link a post speaks to, reflects on or refers to the theme Manifest
  • Not sure if your post will fit? That’s okay post it anyway—we won’t judge you.
  • Share EVERYWHERE! and help feed us more thoughts.
  • O! and please don’t forget to hit the LOVE button aka the FOLLOW button.


Get Your Post Ready Kings & Queens!

April 7 Th. 07:25 AM—07:25 AM April 8 Fr.

Love You All



High off Metta ♥

A homeless man, woman, boy . . . girl: crack fiends and veterans alike . . . at every stoplight, every intersection. After the first winter I spent working in the frigid downtown harbor cold, I swear my heart sank the distance of the Bur Khalifa in Dubai, and has yet to rise again. The sad part, so much of the city—to no surprise—is so immune to seeing our Homeless that they do not even acknowledge the 14’esque year old boy bundled in a blanket in the old church doorway. The one with the giant floor-to-ceiling red doors, almost at the corner of Charles and Baltimore Street. No one notice the other boy with his head hung low as the light changes again with without a single care for his existence—and if they did they’ve made it their business not to show it.